Running on the sand, sun is about to set
Holding hands, tighter than my corset.
Switching…
Now drifting.
Velvety whispers, kisses on the cheek
Never move, never make me seek
of your ephemeral love and presence
As I open my eyes, I felt your absence.©
Photo from: https://www.pinterest.com/noriizme/just-a-kiss/
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